YM778.TV Chapter 46: The White Eagle (1)
That picture would quickly be thrown out of the window when a bear got down to his four and started sprinting toward his prey.
Their speed could take off-guard even other predators in the forest, let alone players who had never ventured to the forest or seen enough wildlife.
Jake was similar in this case.
Fortunately, he was an archer, so he could react just in a nick of time before the bear loomed over him with his hulking frame.
Wearing his black set from the monkey boss, Jake crumpled into the Joker Form, avoided the blow, and released arrow after arrow to hunt down the monster.
His built-up stats, equipment, and muscle memory turned him into a menace that no bear was ready for.
After the first bear died, Jake hunted a few more and repeated the familiar procedure of getting tanning solution from the ashes and water. The said solution would keep the bears\' resources useful for him for later crafting.
Since he wasn\'t leveling up or fighting a kind of an opponent he had never really dealt with, Jake honed every form to the bone while getting to know the bear zone\'s territory, marking a path on his minimap for his ascent to The Unconquerable Mountain.
It was a light work, even though the bear zone was known to be the most difficult.
At last, Jake found the boss\' camp.
[The Bear Boss, Edron Lv. 12 HP: 1750/1750 MP: 500/500]
Edron was a prime example of a powerful boss.
He wasn\'t alone in his camp. Each bear, prudently walking around on their fours, had every recess of the camp in sight, keeping an eye on any likely threat to their boss.
Respect, fear, and domination were written in every bone of their existence.
It could be seen so easily because no one dared to stand up on their two in the boss\' presence.
Only Edron stood tall and straight with his towering, broad frame, hitting the tough bark with his claws. Splinters flew past him as he continued training himself to become the warrior he dreamed of being.
\'He really can induce second thoughts,\' Jake commented, staring at the camp from afar, perched on the branch of a tree.
Even the bravest players would reconsider their path upon seeing the tight protection network and the bear boss\' intimidating appearance. He was like an unconquerable black mountain himself.
Jake chuckled.
He stood up and warmed his muscles on the tree branch. After working out on them, he changed his quiver and put on the leather quiver with white arrows behind his lumber. He pulled forward a single white arrow.
[The White Eagle Arrow(Unique)(Attack Damage: 171~~310)(Durability: 300/300]
A single black feather also decorated the arrow, making it swift and powerful.
It was Jake\'s best arrow he had ever made, and he only had thirty of them. If their durability fell off even by half, he would be forced to give up on them, and since they came from Ender\'s carcass, he couldn\'t really repair them or create them again.
Jake rested the arrowhead on the arrow rest he crafted.
After delving more into modern bows and their differences, Jake concluded that he could add a specialized arrow rest to his longbow, which would stand out.
Perhaps anyone from this world wouldn\'t believe Jake if he told them that this protruding arrow rest significantly improved his accuracy and lessened the burden on his hand.
Nonetheless, the game system understood the intent and increased the bow\'s accuracy and damage.
With the combination of Jake\'s high dexterity set, white arrows, and muscle memory, Jake stood like an assassin on the tree branch, confident in swiftly taking out Edron\'s lackeys.
Drawing back his bowstring, Jake weaved his Death\'s Lock with the white arrow. His vision stretched toward the bear boss\'s camp, and he could see everyone up to minuscule details.
It was like having the eagle\'s eye already!
Jake\'s favorite Death\'s Lock was formed using Richard\'s perception skill and knowledge of the monsters\' vital points, making him feel like every bear\'s life belonged to him.
Jake let the bowstring slide on his thumb ring, releasing the arrow.
The white arrow flew like a white eagle of death. Its whistle had a slight tone of the eagle on top of Jake\'s favorite whistle of an arrow getting closer to its target, but he believed it was only his imagination.
That said, the feeling of an arrow lodging itself deep in the enemy\'s flesh surely wasn\'t the product of his imagination.
Once the arrow had gone through the bear\'s head and locked into the ground, Jake felt the satisfaction of a successful hunt in every pore and muscle.
His strained muscles no longer felt any burden as though he had the skill to wash off the exhaustion after the successful kill.
Of course, Jake felt a sudden influx of energy because his mana returned to him after the successful kill of Death\'s Lock Arrow.
[You have done a severe critical strike!]
[-750 HP!]
[You have killed The Forest Bear Lv. 10]
[You have killed The Forest Bear Lv. 10]
[You have...]
[You have...]
One by one, the bears started dropping onto their sides, their skulls open with gaping wounds from which blood streaked like scarlet rivers across their dark furs.
They didn\'t even know what happened, and the same applied to Edron, who had turned around and looked around for the threat.
All he could see were the deeply lodged white arrows beside the fallen bears, however.
A whistle rang in his ears, then.
An arrow went through his flesh and lodged in his forehead.
Edron growled and fiercely pulled it out, narrowing his eyes. The arrow was wooden, so he easily crushed it in his paw.
Some time later, an existence in black appeared at the threshold of his camp.
"I\'d love to hunt you down from a long distance to get used to the high dexterity more... but the thrill of having a close combat with the boss is stronger, you see," Jake smiled.
His smile in that disgusting black leather monkey mask made him condescending.
Edron howled.